Luyện nghe bài hát Oceanic Motion

all around, back and forth, the smell of insignificance.
I'm used to it now, I reek of it.
the of the air was tangible today, it was way too heavy for me.
I woke up an earlier,
I am eager to myself for all the things that I could do,
but definitely won't, during this loose hour.
another day, mundane,
another on the surface of the 7" ep,
that is my life... it on bouncing!
(all around, and forth)
my "columbian (medium roast) with rich flavor" coffee.
expensively tasted like sewer today.
the "normal and subtle" sour couldn't be sweeten at all,
no matter how I it.
how many times have I if this taste wasn't impregnated in my mouth?
and again (and as always),
I'm a delightful conversation.
the refrigerator by my side, he's always complaining,
I'm to his point of views now, his constant mumbling...
drastically sarcastic, almost has has my coffee.
he seems to have an opinion about
an instant passed, then I remembered that I an optic sense.
ah, its is, my 4th floor morning-view of a sunlit back alley.
down there, an man is wandering,
nervously looking all around, and forth.
and the tension is gone, sure that nobody's there
(Unaware that he's stared at),
unzip his and ungraciously expose himself
in order to piss his way my alley.
I am has relieved as he, once he's finished,
but for obvious reasons.
confined, thoroughly hollow and unfulfilled.
I I'll go back to sleep.
(Is it possible to be on firm ground?)